Blurred pain

Wei Shao couldn't bear it any longer and just picked up Fei Luo from the ground.

Damn it, if Philo struggled any longer, they would both die together with the bathroom floor today.

Maybe God heard Wei Shao's cries, this time Fei Luo did not struggle, nor did he say anything inexplicable. He just buried his face in his chest and let him hold him.

Wei Shao was about to say something bad about him when he was stunned.

The piece of fabric on the chest...seems to be soaked by something.

Wei Shao looked down blankly, and when he saw the tears on Filo's face, his brain buzzed -

Philo cried.

Wei Shao had seen his roommates cry after getting drunk. They cried about heartbreak, about the cruelty of fate. Most of them cried so hard that the earth shook, and they wanted to cry out all the frustration and resentment they had.

But Philo cried silently, his eyes and nose were red, and his lips were tightly bitten, as if he had suffered a great injustice.

Wei Shao's gaze quickly retracted as if burned, quickened his pace, put the person on the bed, turned around and prepared to leave.

No one wants to be remembered for their embarrassing drunken behavior.

He had just taken two steps when the breeze from the window blew through the room.

Wei Shao paused, then turned back quietly and covered the person on the bed with a quilt.

But just at this moment, someone pulled his sleeve.

Fei Luo's eyes were red and his voice was unclear: "Brother..."

"Don't go."

Wei Shao pulled his hand back but failed to pull it away. He could only hope that Fei Luo had not completely lost his judgment: "Fei Luo, I am not your brother. Look at my face. I am your brother Wei Shao."

"..." Fei Luo calmed down and squinted at him for two seconds, "Brother."

Wei Shao: “…”Okay.

He couldn't break free, so he just squatted down at the head of Philo's bed and said, "Okay, I'm your brother, don't cry."

In fact, Philo had stopped crying. His tears, like his fragility, were fleeting.

Wei Shao touched his hot face, closed his eyes manually, and ordered: "Go to sleep."

The hand moved away and the eyes opened again.

Wei Shao stared at him for two seconds, struggling internally, and then...

"...You will probably forget it tomorrow, right?"

"...Anyway, I am not from this world, and I might disappear someday. Just treat me as a reader...so..." Wei Shao rambled on and on for a long time to justify his actions, and finally looked into Philo's unfocused eyes and asked:

"Why are you crying?"

He intuitively thought it was related to the "brother" that Philo mentioned, and guessed that perhaps the incompetent brother had done something to make Philo sad.

Otherwise, how could an elder brother not visit his younger brother for more than ten years?

Philo's eyelashes trembled, but he did not answer him.

Wei Shao thought that he might be insane, asking such questions to a drunkard.

"Forget it, let's go to sleep..." He stuffed Philo's hands into the quilt, along with his own hands that he couldn't free.

"You promised to grow up with me..."

“Why can’t I do that…”

Wei Shao stared at Fei Luo's eyes which were blurry again, not knowing what to feel.

He leaned against the bedside table and used the terminal to open the chat box of an account.

Wei Shao: [Are you there? 】

Ludel had just finished washing up and was about to go to bed. When he saw the message, he raised his eyebrows: [It's Sir Wei Shao. Do you have something to talk to me about? 】

Wei Shao: [Let me ask you a question.] 】

He was not actually very familiar with Ludel, but he had heard from Philo that Ludel had been following Philo since he was a teenager.

Ludel: [Ask. 】

Wei Shao: [Where is Fei Luo’s brother now? 】

There was no movement over there.

It was not until Wei Shao thought he was offline that he replied: [Why are you asking this? 】

Wei Shao couldn't say that Fei Luo was drunk and crying for his brother, so he could only say: "I'm just asking. 】

[Sorry, this involves the privacy of our admiral, I can't comment. 】The other party probably felt that this reply was a bit stiff, so he added, 【Maybe you can ask him - if he is willing to answer. 】

Not an unexpected result.

Wei Shao replied, "Thank you, sorry to bother you," then turned off the terminal and turned his head to look at the person on the bed.

Philo's dizziness had passed and he fell into a deep sleep.

-

The next morning, Wei Shao opened his eyes and found himself lying on the bed.

Philo was nowhere to be found.

Yesterday, even after Philo fell asleep, he didn't relax his hands. He was afraid of waking the person up, so he didn't move. Then he fell asleep somehow.

It seemed that Philo woke up in the middle of the night and moved him to bed.

Wei Shao thought, I shed so many tears yesterday, I don’t know if my eyes will be swollen today.

He threw back the quilt, walked out of the room with light steps, and saw Philo in the cloakroom.

Fei Luo was buttoning the last button of his military uniform in front of the mirror. He turned his head when he heard the noise and nodded to Wei Shao calmly: "Awake?"

His tone was so natural and calm, as if the person who was drunk and talking nonsense yesterday was Wei Shao.

Wei Shao: “… awake.”

"I'm not busy today. I'll be back before six and watch the admission results with you."

After he reminded him, Wei Shao remembered that today was the day when the admission results of Dixing University would be announced.

Rather than the inevitable result, he was more concerned about...

Wei Shao asked tentatively: "Don't you remember anything about yesterday?"

Philo paused as he adjusted his military cap, then asked, "Did I drink, get dizzy, and then - did I do anything bad?"

Wei Shao coughed lightly: "That's not the case."

Philo was visibly relieved.

Wei Shao hesitated for a moment, but still asked: "I heard you keep calling your brother yesterday. Do you miss him a lot?"

The corners of Philo's lips suddenly tightened.

Wei Shao realized that he might not want him to know, so he changed the subject: "Forget it, let's talk about it when we have a chance - what time is it now?"

"He was killed by pirates when I was eighteen."

Philo lowered his eyes and interrupted Wei Shao's attempt to change the subject.

Wei Shao froze.

"I didn't even find his body. I only found a broken watch."

"I'm sorry, I didn't know." Wei Shao was very upset, for bringing up Philo's sad story and for his offensive words yesterday.

——He even jokingly asked Philo to call him brother.

No wonder Philo said, "Why do you let me call you brother?" and lost control of his emotions...

Wei Shao repeated: "I'm sorry."

"It's okay, no need to apologize," Philo returned to his calm demeanor, "It happened many years ago."

Wei Shao knew in his heart that his brother Philo must be extremely important to him. This was probably a big part of the reason why Philo hated interstellar pirates so much and chose to join the army.